RP Unheard Screams

[PER]
It screeches in pain as it connects with the eyeball, sending it reeling backwards, clutching it's wounded organ in pain.

"Sorry, I can't let civilians get involved... Captain's orders..."

"Well, at least you got him before he did what he was most likely going to do. He knows we're a threat, and would have tried to trap us... The orcana was probably supposed to just be a secondary target."

 

"Yea, probably. Unless you're wanting to use it like it was napalm. That's a pretty good first step." She teases a bit with a grin.

 

Olan scoffs. "Do I look like a civvie? I'm a PMC, well, rather a mercenary. I can handle myself (OOC Rimshot)"

 

"Well, I guess that's some consolation knowing they think we're dangerous to them. If they were as all-powerful as they thought, they wouldn't have worried."

 

"Well, it's something to consider. I-"
He stops when you hear knocking on the glass door.
"We're closed!"

[CHA]
He looks back at you with a skeptical eye.
"And? Just because you've a quality sniper rifle, doesn't mean you aren't a civilian. And even if you are a merc, why should I let you in? Let alone trust you?"

"Omnipotence is different from maxipotence... Just because their power is great, doesn't mean they can do anything and everything... If they could, the universe would be a lot more interesting..."
He gives you one last pat on the back as he stands up to help the city services clean up.

 

Clair looks to the glass door and tilts her head a little, seeing who it might be.

 

He wards away the blood covering his body, but continues to sit there, looking back and forth between his right and left gloves. "If only I'd had electrokinesis loaded. Maybe that would have knocked it out. If only I had another module clip." He starts browsing his gloves for some kind of blueprints for module extensions, but he simply wasn't well-versed enough in entropic frame dragging. "... so I guess I'm stuck with what I've got. All I can do is try to get stronger."

 

"What the hell happened..." Silverclaw keeps his weapon ready.
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Kiro glances at the fuel reading on the ship. "I hope I can get to the next populated planet." Kiro fiddles around with the controls, trying to locate a S.A.I.L. console @The Alonne @Jareix Cryvix

 

[PER]
You can't see from within the gun range, but you notice a dull pink glow from a novakid reflecting off of the apex's auburn fur. From his expression and frantic unlocking of the door, it looks urgent...

You spot the Orcanae and avian standing not far, assault rifles in hand.

 

Silverclaw walks over, holding his rifle over his shoulder, "Nepi, what are you doing here?"
@Quilavabom

 

"Trying to stop a guy who tried to kill the fish mammal and then I did stop him but then was being controlled by a tentacle monster so I tried to heal him but then he exploded into goop." He pulls his knees up against his body. "I wasn't strong enough to squish the demon possessing him."

 

The felin lowers the rifle onto the ground and starts walking towards them to get a better look. "Hey, guy. What's up?" She calls out, referring to the apex.

 

He helps inside a pink novakid in tattered clothes with a smoking revolver in his hand... Suddenly, plasma blasts and deflected bullets light up the inside of the shop as it is assaulted, filling the air with the sound of electricity and gunshots.
"Felin! Grab the best gun you can wield and grab as much ammo as you can! We're being attacked!"

 

" Hey. Can you do me a favor? "

 

Clair instinctively ducks when the bullets fly and moves quickly before she looks to what guns are available, maybe something light like her own weapons; her pistols are decent, but they aren't great.

 

Silverclaw pulled out some beef jerky from his backpack and chewed on it. "Well there's no sense in crying about it, I'm sure there's some way you can make yourself useful." Silverclaw turned to Iactus and lowers his voice, "Does this have something to do with that Arkian stuff you were telling me about..."
@Quilavabon @Jareix Cryvix

 

"An innocent victim just exploded. How's there no sense in crying about that? I need a way to enhance my control over a fluid object." He looks at the Orcana. "Fish mammal, the avian says you know about these Ark things; I'm guessing that's what these demons are called. Or related to. Doesn't really matter. Do you know what they are made of? Are they water-based?"
@Jareix Cryvix

 

"Death is something I'm all too familiar with..." Silverclaw picked grit from his feathers whilst waiting for a response from Iactus

 

He fires two more shots at center mass, and keeps backing up.
@Arra
'Hey! Get up here, I need your blade!'

 

You feel a sharp stab through your head and cannot think straight again...
"No..."

You spot a pair of really nice looking energy pistols up on the wall... The Apex grabs a different pair of archaic looking revolvers on the opposite wall and holsters them before grabbing a weapon off of his worktable.

"Yes... This the work of Ark offspring. In this case a seeder. They are one of two agents capable of reproducing. These and guardians. In the case of seeders, yes they are mostly fluid. Much like a jellyfish, but more like bag of polyps and yolk. They enter the host after being drunk, and grow within the alimentary canal producing "brain lice" and "mind leeches". Both of which grow into brain eaters and Mindflayers. They are the least intelligent of the Arkian agents. Most other Ark are closer to squid and hagfish in texture, but some are drier with denser skin."

[PER]
It collapses backwards and attempts to crawl away... The avian visibly struggling and screaming over the ark in pain or fear.